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touched him with any sort of gentleness. At first, he held his breath, the emotions roiling in him threatening to spill over, but he couldn’t hold it forever. Instead, he channeled it, his eyes fixated on Susan’s chest, and his cock got hard, throbbing inside those awful sweatpants.
     
    He might have maintained control—after all, the damned pants were so big his hard-on wasn’t obvious—if she hadn’t looked up at him with those golden brown eyes so wide and glistening with surprise they looked like maple syrup. He hadn’t been celibate this past year, but it had all just been going through the motions for him. Now, something tore at his chest, something he hadn’t felt in a long time, and he couldn’t just sit there and stare at her without making a move.
     
    Quick as lightning, he rolled forward, onto his knees, and took her face in his hands, pressing his lips to her with all the force of his pent-up anger and pain and loneliness. He wanted her, and he didn’t stop to think about rejection until she shoved him away with more strength than he would have expected from such a tiny little thing.
     
    He landed on his ass and froze, ready for her tirade, but an instant later, she launched herself at him, knocking him onto his back as she straddled him and leaned in to further the kiss. Jim grabbed her hips, pressing her tighter against his groin, groaning at the sensation of her body rubbing against his cock. She stretched her leg out, and he watched in amusement as she used her sneaker toe to pull the back doors closed just before she reaching down to pull his sweatshirt over his head.
     
    Once his arms were free, Jim shoved his pants down and reached for her uniform, but Susan slapped his hands away and stripped herself down. God, her breasts were perfect, balanced and perky, and the line down the center of her flat stomach begged him to lick it. As she gazed down at his erection with hooded eyes and full lips slightly parted, his groin ached.
     
    She touched his cock, sliding her hand over him, around the head and down his shaft, and he thrust his hips forward, the sensation overwhelming him. She leaned over, still working him over, and her nipples teased at his chest while her tongue danced in his mouth.
     
    He couldn’t take it anymore, and with a growl, he grabbed her waist, fingers digging into her flesh and rolled over. She cried out as her back slammed into an oxygen tank, and he quickly adjusted so she was under him, dipping his head to take one of those taut nipples in his mouth and roll it around as he used his hands to push her knees apart so he could settle between them.
     
    Her hips undulated as he searched for her center, coating Jim so he would slide in with no resistance. She cried out again, and he put a hand over her mouth to mute the sound as he drove into her, feeling her inner walls convulsing with orgasm. It nearly had him coming too soon, and he struggled to hold back.
     
    Susan’s hands grabbed his hair, and she pulled Jim’s face back to hers, twisting him so she could delve into his mouth. He drank her in, moving faster and faster in and out of her, the tension growing as she came again and again, moaning into his mouth, until, finally, he thrust into her and spilled, feeling like a tidal wave was pouring from him.
     
    He collapsed on top of her, sweaty, his head spinning and stomach lurching from the exertion. He lay there for a few moments, feeling Susan’s chest heave against his, smelling her hair. Then he remembered the last time he’d slept with Trina, and smelled the lilies of her perfume in her hair.
     
    He started to shrivel, and he pulled out, sitting up and grabbing at his clothes. He dressed as quickly as he could, considering he was dizzy and his leg was absolutely killing him from the weight he’d put on it. Susan sat up more slowly, gazing at him with some sort of confusion as she started to sort out her uniform and dress herself.
     
    Feeling like he might